Reblog: Living With Less. A Lot Less.

A few weeks ago, I sent this article about editing down the material objects in your life to my brother. He’s gone off and moved to North Carolina and gone all granola on me (there’s nothing wrong with that, of course—he’s interning at an organic raspberry farm this summer…). It was written by the founder of Treehugger.com, a site Travis is particularly fond of.

Anyway, I didn’t think much of it myself. Sure, I could do with tossing probably half of the stuff packed into my apartment, but was I actually going to get rid of all but six shirts? Doubtful.

But my parents are in the midst of remodeling (with plans to eventually retire on a lake somewhere) and informed me that anything I have left in their house has to go… I’m 26 years old; that’s a perfectly reasonable request. But where am I going to put all that stuff? It’s really not all that much—a Vogue magazine collection, some costumes, boxes of pictures and keepsakes from my travels—but I can barely find a place for my office supplies as it is.

So when I go down there this weekend, I’m hoping to channel my inner Graham Hill and not let my life be cluttered with excess belongings. My plan is to keep only what is important (tax documents, for instance) or sentimental (I know that’s a gray area, but bare with me).

I want more time and money and less stress. Who doesn’t?

Click here to read “Living With Less. A Lot Less.” on NYTimes.com. And here to see pictures of Hill’s convertible apartment. It’s pretty amazing.

Don’t you have enough stuff to ship down to Mexico as it is?! I’ll be sure to keep anything I think you’d really want though. You better watch out—my parents are on a rampage, so anything you want you better take next time you’re home!